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Thursday, January 11, 2007


Since there is not much work to do. I'm blogging way more often. Let me tell you about my day.

Met up with asnira in the mrt again, and we discovered.. (i call it the yiying's therom).. we discovered where the rain stops. this is difficult to explain. if i stand here and its raining and when i take one step to the right, and it's not raining. so cool right. we found where the rain ends.

Lectures today.. History, Maths, Process Skills, PE, Assembly..

History.. A lecture i'll usually look forward to because the lecturer makes it very interesting for all of us. But there was a different lecturer today. :( Process Skills.. Boring. Like we need to know how to read, take notes and brainstorm. PE.. Hell. No more fun and games. Running, Running, Running. and some other weird exercises with names i can't remember. Everything hurts. Assembly.. School Song learning lesson. So fun. Right...........

After school. I had kfc with asnira. And i slapped this woman's butt (left side) hard, anyway, she turned to look at me, probably shocked, and looked at me like i'm some butt-whacking-kfc-eating-pervert. I was actually trying to point to the nice signboard when my hand connected to her butt by ACCIDENT. I apologised, but i bet she still thought i was a butt-whacking-kfc-eating-pervert (i noticed that that woman and her friend was eyeing me strangely.) Later on the MRT, I was holding my metal bottle and i swung it by accident. Must have been the wind, and it hit the glass pane thingy and i woke up the woman who was resting her head on it. She glared at me and went back to sleep. They misunderstand me.

I also learnt a malay word. Please ask me what my favourite colour is. Or not actually. KUNING. I don't know if i got the spelling though so excuse me. I am going to be a mrt do-not-step-on-the-yellow-line spokesperson in future. I'm thinking of all the possible careers i can go into.

Da jia qing zhu yi, wei le ning zi ji de an quan qing zhan zai huang xian hou mian.
Sila ambil perhatian. Demi keselamatan (I can't pronounce this word even if my life depended on it) anda, harap berdiri di belakang garisan kuning.
I'm going learn the tamil version, someone who knows tamil tell me how to say this.


I'm quite proud of myself. I SURVIVED so far. :)

;8:00 PM


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